I pray my efforts be
fruitful enough;
my habits be
strong enough;
You be kind enough
I not lead my child
to grief.
I pray my habits be
strong enough;
my foresight be
long enough;
when the chasm opens up
I not lead my child
to grief.
I pray my foresight be
long enough;
the signs be
clear enough;
when the demons decide to come
I can help my child
learn to be free.
I pray my efforts be
fruitful enough;
my habits be
strong enough;
You be kind enough
I not lead my child
to grief.
Published as lyrics for Cindervoice’s You Are the Hand EP, 2014.
The dim light
hangs.
I punctuate
silence.
The dark corner
calls.
I choose
a careful path.
The floor is populated:
metal faces cry,
grimace, countenance
the violence of my gait,
clanking
protests;
warnings;
death-cries.
I enter
the heart.
The ceiling is low
at my head.
Brutal steps
ring sharp
in my ears.
Detachment dies in
protests;
warnings;
death-cries.
I choose
a path of return,
for which I am.
I remember
the dead
only through force,
clanks and cries.
What is my alibi?
What is my alibi?
In the interest of living a less-divided creative life, I’ll now provide updates and information related to my musical work — including the GODHEADSCOPE and Cindervoice projects — via matthewsrosin.com and associated social media.
My writing and musical lives have never been alien from each other in practice, as the “Poetry/Lyrics” feature on this blog attests. Now, all of my creative output will be represented in one place.
To celebrate, here’s “Dusk On Glass,” from GODHEADSCOPE’s 2007 album, A City Out of Sight.